Last breaths of cadmium and aureolin yellow  falling through another season of autumn . . .   as it falls through us . . . only p...

Cinnabar and Dragon blood come to mind when seeing the vibrant vermilion sprays of our middle garden Japanese Maple. Its blazing breath ...

In thinking along the stream of thought inspired by Wendall Berry, I have been pondering 'my place' within my place and the comm...

It has been a gorgeous fall with leaves clinging to the trees far longer than I recall in recent years. The rain has held off, but the t...